Notting Hill Carnival
Notting Hill, London. Sunday 29 August 2010
I started going to carnival around 1990 and only missed a year since when
I had a very painful knee injury. Even then I staggered down the road as far
as my local railway station, before being forced to admit to myself that I
really couldn't make it any further. But these days it has lost some of its
earlier charm, and I've got older and less resistant to sound at decibel levels
that rattle your internal organs.
Back in the old days I'd be happy with a couple of Leicalikes (perhaps a
Minolta CLE and a Konica Hexar) around my neck, one with a 28mm and the other
35mm. Nowadays I don't feel photographically dressed without at least one
large DSLR and two or three lenses. I don't think this is progress; perhaps
time to get back to something simpler. But at least I managed to take only
one DSLR and a single lens, the Sigma 24-70mm.
While I was using film, I mostly shot carnival in black and white. It helped
me to concentrate on the people and not get carried away by the costumes.
Digital colour is so much better that it has really made colour into a different
medium, and I find it hard to give up its visual pleasures now. It seems rather
artificial to shoot in colour and then convert the pictures to black and white,
although I think many of these pictures would work at least as well.
I used always to go on both days, but in recent years I've only gone on the
Sunday - Childrens' Day. It has the advantage of being a little less crowded,
but there is a little less of the mayhem that can make for exciting pictures.
Sipson Celebrates Third Runway Victory
Sipson, Middlesex. Saturday 28 August 2010
Tracey in the exhibition about the campaign
Residents of Sipson and the neighbouring Middlesex villages of Harmondsworth
and Harlington held a Family Fun Day to celebrate the successful end to their
campaign against BAA's plans to create a larger airport at London Heathrow
by building a new runway and destroying their villages.
BAA is a private company owned mainly by the Spanish company Ferrovial who
bought it in 2006 and until 2008 when it was forced to sell London Gatwick
it owned all three London airports.
In 1999 at the time of the inquiry into the building of Heathrow Terminal
5, BAA had sent out leaflets to local residents assuring them that T5 would
not lead to a demand for a third runway, and the inquiry inspector had stated
that in his view a third runway would be unacceptable - and according to BAA
ruled out building one at their express request.
In 2002/3, BAA broke the pledge it had made to the Terminal Five (T5) inquiry
not to ask for a third runway at London Heathrow when it published its BAA
Heathrow Master Plan. This called for a 'short runway' but this soon grew
into a demand for a full 2,500 metre length, along with cleared areas at both
ends where the risk of crashes would be highest. It soon emerged that they
wanted a development on a huge scale, with a sixth terminal, ground areas
for standing aircraft and a relocated motorway spur that would cover most
of Harlington, Sipson and Harmondsworth, as well as subjecting a further area
of West London to increased aircraft noise and excessive pollution. BAA even
declined to rule out making a request for a fourth major runway at Heathrow.
Local residents and environmental groups were appalled by the scale of the
proposed developments when many had been calling for a reduction in traffic
at Heathrow because of its environmental impact, and new groups such as NoTRAG
(No Third Runway Action Group), composed of local residents joined with existing
environmental groups such as HACAN ClearSkies along with most of the surrounding
local authorities, led by the London Borough of Hillingdon and local MPs in
a joint campaign against airport expansion. Later they were joined by other
groups, including Greenpeace who bought a local orchard as their 'Airplot'
and direct action campaigners such as 'Plane Stupid', 'Camp for Climate Action'
and 'Climate Rush' whose actions gained important media coverage.
The first large protest march took place in June 2003 and their were many
further actions, including a mass protest at Heathrow in May 2008 and many
smaller events, lobbies and meetings. The local authorities and HACAN took
up legal actions including a challenge to night flights in the European Court
of Human Rights.
By 2008/9 the campaigners had largely won the environmental, social and economic
arguments against expansion, and the Conservative Party had announced it would
scrap the plans if elected. The Labour government's decision to press ahead,
made early in 2009, only scraped through Parliament with the biggest rebellion
on an opposition motion since Labour came to power, and in March 2009 was
ruled by the High Court to be "By 2008 the campaigners had largely won
the arguments, and the Conservative Party had announced it would scrap the
plans if elected. The Labour government's decision to press ahead, made early
in 2009, only scraped through Parliament with the biggest rebellion on an
opposition motion since Labour came to power, and in March 2009 was ruled
by the High Court to be "untenable in law and common sense."
The Family Fun Day, organised by Hillingdon Council and NoTRAG on a recreation
ground at the centre of the proposed development in Sipson had a variety of
entertainments, including bouncy castles, miniature train rides, a waltzer
and a Ferris wheel, as well as refreshments, but it was the exhibition about
the campaign and the stage that held my attention. There were local youth
dancers, singers and other performers, but the biggest welcome was for the
John Stewart of HACAN ClearSkies started by describing how they had achieved
what his recently released book calls a 'Victory Against All The Odds', putting
"success down to three main things: the building up of what it calls
the largest and most diverse coalition ever to oppose expansion of an airport
in the UK; a willingness to challenge the economic case for expansion; and
a determination by the campaigners to set the agenda."
In his press release Stewart stated: "The victory was no fluke. It wasn’t
a question of luck. It was the result of a clear strategy, a radical approach,
daring tactics and an utter refusal by the campaigners to believe that we
Stewart stressed the need to continue the campaign to ensure that airport
expansion remains off the agenda and to curb noise and pollution from London's
airports, and introduced Geraldine Nicholson, Chair of NoTRAG who together
with a small hard-working committee had produced an impressive mobilisation
of local residents - many of whom work at Heathrow - against the proposal.
Nicholson thanked all the residents and campaigners, including Greenpeace
who had signed up 91,000 people as 'beneficial owners' of their nearby Airplot,
and praised the work of the local authorities, particularly the local Hillingdon
Council, both for the work of the officers and the support of the councillors,
especially the final speaker, Cllr Ray Puddifoot who has been the Leader of
the London Borough of Hillingdon since 2000.
As well as the 'Fun Day' there was also an open afternoon at the nearby Greenpeace
'Airplot' where as well as seeing the resident's allotment and a bee-keeping
display we could also see the apple trees planted last November by celebrities
including Poet Laureate Carol-Ann Duffy, actors Alison Steadman and Richard
Briers and Liberal Democrat leader Nick Clegg and leading environmental organisations.
Although David Cameron did not attend he had sponsored a tree.
The apples in the Airplot Orchard celebrate the most famous and best tasting
of all apples, the Orange Pippin first grown around 1825 a mile or so away
at Heathrow by Richard Cox, along with other varieties derived from this,
including Feltham Beauty. Cox's grave is in the nearby churchyard at Harmondsworth.
Just around the corner from the Airplot, more fruit and vegetables are growing
at Transition Heathrow's 'Grow Heathrow' site, a long-abandoned market garden
squatted in March and now facing the threat of eviction, with a court appearance
at Uxbridge on 2 September. The community garden is part of a wider project
by Transition Heathrow to create more sustainable and resilient Heathrow villages
after the dropping of the third runway. The group is working to build long-term
infrastructure and networks to deal with peak oil and the threat of climate
CUMBRIAN INTERLUDE: Keswick
Keswick, Cumbria. August 2010
River Derwent at Keswick
Frankly Keswick is a place to avoid. The centre is busy and full of tourist
rubbish, though we did find one shop selling decent ice cream, and the vegetarian
restuarant had some nice cake (and a decent bottled beer.)
We'd been dropped off at Dodd Wood, opposite Mirehouse, a few miles north,
where some of our friends wanted to watch for ospreys, and walked mainly along
a path called the Allerdale Ramble to Keswick. Unfortunately at one point
in the wood we made the mistake of following a footpath sign that pointed
to Keswick and it took us back down onto a path beside the main road for a
mile or so.
Later, another sign, stressing we should keep to the footpath sent us off
along by the Derwent where we should have turned to the right, and it was
perhaps half a mile before we realised our misake and it took a bit of wandering
to find our way back to the path. Eventually, as we came up to How Farm, that
took us down to the riverside again, only to be blocked by a barbed temporary
fence across. Fortunately we could go over a stile to the riverside for a
short detour around, but a little further on, red and white tape was stretched
across to show that the path was closed, as if anyone on reaching it would
turn and walk back. Had there been a warning half a mile earlier it could
had suggested a sensible alternative route through How Farm. We kept on, only
to find that after we went under a bridge the whole area was being dug up
and there were a couple of guys with their bulldozer taking a lunch break.
It's surprising that walking a designated path - the Allerdale Ramble - in
one of the most popular areas of the country for walkers should present these
kind of difficulties. You get the feeling the Lake District doesn't want tourists.
We were able to scramble up on the road and make our way around to the path
as it continues south past Derwent Bridge and then cross the suspension bridge
for the path into the centre of Keswick.
CUMBRIAN INTERLUDE: Northern Fells
Caldbeck & Hesket Newmarket etc, Cumbria. August 2010
Cottages in Caldbeck
Caldbeck is a small village in the north of the Lake District, north of Skiddaw
and Blencathra, and although inside the national park is less busy and less
touristy than most of the area. Probably its main claim to fame is that John
Peel (not, you ken, the DJ but the man with the horn and hounds) was buried
in the churchyard at St Kentigern's church. St Kentigern was an early Welsh
Christian who became bishop of Glasgow and travelled around the area, leaving
a well close to the church beside the Cald Beck.
The area around was from the middle ages important for its mines which produced
minerals including lead, copper and barytes. The industry was at its height
in the 17th century and the last mine only closed in 1960. There was also
quarrying and of course farming, and the latter continues, along with the
It's all nicely kept and there is a decent pub serving a decent pint (Jennings)
and one of the old water mills has been converted into a cafe, shops and workshops
for the tourists, particularly those with expensive tastes in jewellery and
A couple of miles away is another well-preserved village, Hesket Newmarket,
which boasts the UK's first co-operative pub, bought by residents to keep
it open (though only in the evenings and at weekends) and behind it a small
co-operative brewery with a deservedly world-wide reputation for its fine
beers including Doris's 90th Birthday Ale, where I enjoyed tasting a complimentary
glass of another of its brews. Several, including Doris, are available for
sale there in bottles, but unfortunately I could only carry one. As well as
a number of pubs around the Lake District, some of the beers are occasionally
seen at festivals elsewhere and can be ordered in barrel quantities on the
CUMBRIAN INTERLUDE: Cumbrian Coast
Silloth, Allonby, Maryport etc, Cumbria. August 2010
lumpy bit on the other side of the Solway is Scotland (Criffel is 569m)
I spent most of Sunday in Silloth, walking
around the town. Used by the monks of Abbeytown as a harbour to export the
grain they grew in the flat fields they reclaimed near the Solway, the current
town was set up by the Carlisle & Silloth Bay Railway & Dock Company
who saw it both as a port and as a holiday destination when then built the
line linking it to Carlisle in 1856.
In the second world war Silloth airport, opened in 1939 became an important
RAF training and operational base, particularly for the Lockheed Hudson used
by the Coastal Command. So many of them crashed into the Solway that it became
known as Hudson Bay; 61 airmen, many Canadian, are buried in a local cemetery.
The RAF base finally closed in May 1960, and the airport is largely derelict
with a large car boot sale every Sunday. The railway was the first in the
UK to have steam replaced by diesel in 1954 but closed following the Beeching
report in September 1964.
The docks are still operating bringing in mainly dry bulk goods, including
north American wheat trans-shipped at Liverpool, phosphate from North Africa,
wood pulp from Spain and molasses trans-shipped in Bremen. Marshall Dock,
named after the local MP who had supported it, opened in 1859, but its lock
gates collapsed in a storm in 1879 and it was decided to leave it tidal and
build a 'New Dock' at its landward end, which was completed in 1885 and can
still handle vessels up to around 3-4000 tonnes. Carr's flour mill was built
on the north side of the dock in 1886.
Later in the week I briefly visited Abbeytown,
a few miles inland, where the remains of what was once the important Holme
Cultram Abbey founded in 1150 by Cistercian monks from Melrose Abbey are now
a parish church. The rest of the abbey buildings were used in building the
village, which at one time was served by two railway lines, the Carlisle-Silloth
and the Solway Junction line which was built mainly to take haematite (iron
ore) from West Cumberland across the Solway Viaduct to steel works in Lanarkshire.
Cheaper Spanish ore and the closure of the viaduct on safety grounds killed
that line in 1921.
Allonby is a village a few miles south, which
has a long history as a seaside resort and fishing village. It seemed pretty
deserted when we went there, with a number of empty holiday cottages and just
a few visitors, but is rather picturesque with many cottages from the seventeenth
to nineteenth century and a few more imposing buildings.
From Allonby we walked south along the coastal path, stopping to look at
the Roman Mile-fort 21 at CrossCanonby and the
remains of the salt pans below there. Although
the existing remains are from the salt works which started in 1634 and probably
closed in the 1760s, salt pans along the cost existed much earlier, probably
before the monks at Holme Cultram were granted the rights to them.
The Milefort was a part of the Roman defences along the edge of their Empire,
which further north and east becomes Hadrian's Wall. The southern end was
at Alauna, on a hill just north of modern Maryport,
where we visited the site of the fort and the Roman Museum which has a fine
collection of Roman altars found at the site. Geomagnetic surveys have recently
revealed the site of an extensive Roman town housing perhaps 4000 people to
the north of the Roman fort, itself home to 1000 men.
Maryport itself was a 'new town' created by
the local landowner Humphrey Senhouse as a port from 1749 when he obtained
an Act of Parliament for its development. At the centre of the new town is
a large open Georgian square. The buildings in the town are largely simple
but well-proportioned and it still seems a pleasant place in which to live
for those who can find work. As well as a port it became an important industrial
centre in the nineteenth century, particularly after the opening of the Maryport
& Carlisle Railway in 1840, producing iron using local haematite iron
ore and coal from mines around nearby Aspatria.
The opening of new docks at neaby Workington, along with increased iron and
steel production their made Maryport a ghost town in the 1930s, with unemployment
at over 50%. Coal mining in the area ran down and finished n the 1960s, with
a small amount of opencast mining continuing until recently. Tourism is now
the main industry, although some chemical industry remains a little to the
south on the coast.
CUMBRIAN INTERLUDE: Around Wigton
Wigton, Cumbria. August 2010
A footpath close to the centre of Wigton
We stayed in Blaithwaite House, a Christian Centre with residential accommodation
mainly used by schools and youth groups for stays with a range of 'adventure'
activities. The stables there is a separate residential block which houses
up to 20 people, an ideal size for our group.
The hall is around 4 miles from the centre of Wigton and a mile and a half
from the nearest bus route, and feels pretty remote. The main house is attractive
and in pleasant grounds with a listed summer house on an island in a small
pond or lake. But most of the day we were out walking in the countryside.
Perhaps fortunately in the six days we were there only one day was wet, and
that day we walked into Wigton to walk around the town and back.
At the centre of Wigton is a modern factory making cellulose film and next
to that a small market town full of Georgian and Victorian buildings. Although
there is little notable architecture together they make a very pleasant looking
place, and unlike many places now there is still a good variety of shops,
including one fairly large supermarket.
Unfortunately we didn't go on market day - there is still a fairly active
livestock market there which would have been interesting. The town's main
attraction for tourists is as the birthplace of Labour life peer Baron Bragg
of Wigton, better known as Melvyn Bragg, and the area is the scene
of many of his novels. Apparently as well as his weekly Radio 4 series 'In
Our Time' which has been running with only short summer breaks since
1998 he has also done stuff on TV (I wouldn't know, having not had a set where
I live since I married in 1968.) Though he isn't yet stuffed and on display
in the local museum, he has donated three rather good stained glass windows
to the parish church, which also has some superior Victorian examples.
We also took a few short walks around the immediate area of the house on
several occasions during our stay.
Wimbledon Chariot Festival
Wimbledon, London. 18 August 2010
All hands to the rope to pull the chariot
Several thousand people took part in annual procession around the local streets
from the Shree Ganapathy Hindu Temple in Wimbledon. The temple was opened
in 1981 in what had for some years been the Churchill Halls in Effra Road,
but were built as the Anglican St Cuthbert's District Church in the 1890s.
As well as housing the Shree Ghanapathy Temple, the former church hall became
the Sai Mandir prayer hall.
As well as traditional temple activities for its Tamil community, the temple
has a "more holistic approach to providing for the spiritual, moral
and emotional needs of our devotees" with various talks, classes
and health seminars. Together with the Sai Mandir it also takes part in a
wide range of community projects in the London Borough of Merton and more
widely, including meals on wheels, food for the homeless, and conservation
work as well as welcoming local children, students, teachers and others to
come and learn about Hinduism. In recent years it has also worked to support
Tamil refugees from Sri Lanka.
The annual procession goes around the block of streets from the temple, with
a chariot carrying one of the temple's statues of Lord Ganesha, and two other
deities also being carried, I think Sri Durga (Parvati) in a smaller chariot
and Sri Gayatri an a palanquin on the shoulders of eight men. Musicians played
at the front of the procession and there was one adult dancer as well as a
group of children.
At the start and near to the end of the procession coconuts were flung onto
rocks in large woooden boxes. Many shattered but others bounced out and a
few made painful contact with those standing around, and we were all covered
with the coconut milk.
The large groups of men and women took hold of the ropes on the chariot and
the procession began. Women carried bowls with flaming camphor, and others
walked with jars on their heads. At the rear of the procession were around
15 men stripped to the waist, rolling over on the ground holding a coconut
in front of them. Boys poured water on the road in front of them, and others
used cloths to keep them clean and dusted them with holy ash.
Progress was slow as people came to present their baskets of fruit and coconut
to the temple priests on the chariot for a blessing. The priest distributed
flower petals and other gifts to them, and it took a couple of hours to cover
what would have been a five or ten minute walk.
The celebrations were to continue inside the temple, and my colleague and
I who were photographing the event were invited to go in and have a meal,
but unfortunately were unable to stay.
Finsbury to Holborn
London. Thursday 12 August 2010
side of the threatened Finsbury Health Centre, one of London's key modernist
I was due to meet up with some other photographers in the Princess Louise
in Holborn and could have jumped on a bus, but I was early so I thought I'd
walk, just aiming roughly in the right direction but not in a very straight
line, taking turnings that were more interesting.
Around a hundred and thirty years ago, a young girl from mid-Wales came up
to London to work at her uncle's dairy in the centre of London, either on
Mount Pleasant or close to it. At that time I think they had a yard with cows,
though later the milk came in by train to Paddington. My grandfather, a tradesman
born in Essex, was perhaps one of her customers, or perhaps they went to the
same Baptist church, but somehow they met and the rest is a part of my family's
But I don't think either of them would have been customers of the Princess
Louise in Holborn, a finely restored Victorian pub where I met with a few
friends, nor of Penderel's Oak a little further east where I had a remarkably
good and cheap beef madras which reminded me of my student days long past,
when Saturday night seemed to almost invariably end (sometimes on Sunday morning)
always in a curry house with a madras.
Let Charles Stay!
Taylor House, Roseberry Ave, London. Thursday 12 August 2010
NUJ members support journalist Charles Atangana who
faces death if sent back to Cameroon
NUJ members picketed outside the bail hearing for exiled Cameroonian journalist
Charles Atangana facing deportation from the UK back to torture and probable
death in his home country. Later came the good news that he had been granted
six weeks bail, London, UK.12/08/2010
When investigative journalist Charles Atangana began to expose fraud and
corruption in government and large corporations in Cameroon he was attacked
by the government secuirty forces, beaten up and locked in jail, where he
was kept under appalling conditions and subjected to torture day after day
to try to get him to reveal his sources.
Finally, suffering from food poisoning and malnutrition he managed to get
himself taken from jail to hospital. Unknown to his captors, he had some money
sewn into his underwear which he used to bribe his way out, and then managed
to flee the country and come to the UK.
In the Cameroons he had been attacked by the state-run media and faced death
threats and he came to the UK believing in this country's reputation for supporting
freedom of speech. For the last six years he has lived in Glasgow, where he
became an active member of the NUJ branch, and although he has not been allowed
to work in this country he has become a volunteer for the Citizen's Advice
But now the death threat comes from our own government who are trying to
deport him back to Cameroon, where he faces certain imprisonment and torture
and probable death at the hands of the authorities. The trade union movement
and the NUJ have mounted a campaign to stop his removal, and has resulted
in him twice being given a temporary reprieve.
Around 30 trade unionists picked outside the Roseberry Avenue offices where
a bail hearing for Atangana was being held. Atangana himself was not at the
hearing but gave his evidence by a video link from the Dover immigration detention
centre in which he was held, but NUJ general secretary Jeremy Dear read out
a message from him thanking them for their support and expressing his wish
to return to Glasgow where he has now made his home. There were also various
messages of support from other trade unionists, including Brendan Barber,
TUC general secretary, who has been among those urging home secretary Teresa
May to release Charles and end the threat to his life.
Later the NUJ was able to announce that Atangana has been granted six weeks
bail to enable him to prepare an application for Judicial Review. On the NUJ
web site NUJ General Secretary, Jeremy Dear said:
"Though this is just one step in the campaign to prevent Charles' deportation
back into the hands of the regime that has already imprisoned and tortured
him for his brave reporting of corruption at the heart of the Cameroonian
regime, it is nonetheless a tremendous victory for all the trade unionists,
campaign groups, politicians and individuals who have lent their support to
the campaign so far. Our thanks go out to them.
"The campaign to stop his detention will now intensify - but now with
Charles himself at the forefront of the campaign."
Brentford, London. 8 August 2010
Overflow from the canal/Brent to the Thames
Brentford used to be an important canal port at the junction of the Grand
Union Canal (which is also the River Brent) with the River Thames. Commercial
traffic stopped many years ago and now almost all of the British Waterways
sheds have gone, replaced by blocks of flats, and the Brentford Docks is an
private housing estate. But the canal and its locks are still there, along
with the other small docks although rather less boat repair goes on than before.
When I grew up not far away, this was still a thriving commercial area, and
public access to much of it was still fairly restricted. I photographed a
little around here before much redevelopment took place, and more extensively
in the 1990s. On line you can see some pictures from
2003 when some of the more recent development was starting.
Much of the walk that I took is now a part of the Thames Path, though it
isn't always well signposted, and some of the more interesting parts are a
short detour away.
Tamil Chariot Festival in Ealing
West Ealing, London. 8 August 2010
Men wait with coconuts outside the temple, ready to
roll along the road
Several thousands attended the annual Chariot Festival from the Tamil Hindu
Temple in West Ealing this morning, a colourful event in the streets around
the temple. London, UK. The celebration at the Shri Kanagathurkkai Amman (Hindu)
Temple in a former chapel in West Ealing comes close to the end of their Mahotsavam
festival which lasts for around four weeks each year.
A representation of the temple's main goddess (Amman is Tamil for Mother)
is placed on a chariot with temple priests and dragged around the streets
by men and women pulling on large ropes.
Behind the chariot come around 50 men, naked from the waist up and each holding
a coconut in front of them with both hands. They roll their bodies along the
street for the half mile or so of the route, and behind them are a group of
women who prostrate themselves to the ground every few steps. Men and women
come and scatter Vibuthi (Holy Ash) on them.
The chariot, preceded by a smaller chariot, was dragged up Chapel Street
to the main Uxbridge Road, where the bus lane was reserved for the procession.
Once it had moved off the main road, people crowded up to the chariot, holding
bowls of coconut and fruits (archanai thattu) as ritual offerings (puja) to
be blessed by a temple priest.
Coconuts are a major product of the Tamil areas of India and Sri Lanka and
play an important part in many Hindu rituals. Many are cut open or smashed
on the ground during the festival, and at times my feet (like those taking
part I was not wearing shoes) were soaked in coconut milk. As I left the festival
when the procession had travelled around halfway along its route I passed
a group of men bringing more sacks of them to be broken.
A few yards down the road was the rest of the procession, including a number
of women with flaming bowls of camphor (it burns with a fairly cool flame
and leaves no residue - but at least one steward was standing by with a dry
powder fire extinguisher in case flames got out of hand) and a larger group
of women carrying jugs on their head.
In front of them were a number of male dancers, some with elaborate tiered
towers above their heads. Others had heavy wooden frames decorated with flowers
and peacock feathers, representing the weight of the sins of the world that
the gods have to carry; they were held by ropes by another man, and the ropes
were attached to their backs by a handful of large hooks through their flesh,
many turned and twisted violently as if to escape.
The proceeds from the sale in the temple of the 'archani thattu' on the festival
day go to the various educational projects for children that the temple sponsors
in northern Sri Lanka, devastated by the civil war there. The temple also
supports other charitable projects in Sri Lanka, and in the last ten years
has sent more the £1.3 million to them.
Twickenham, Pirates & Eel Pie Island
Twickenham, Middlesex, London. Sunday 1 Aug 2010
Lion Boathouse, Eel Pie Island
I'll spare you the baby pictures. We'd gone to Twickenham to meet my son
along with his wife and very small offspring (and at two and a half months
she has already been springing on her surprisingly strong legs for six months
or more.) We met them in Marble Hill Park and walked back to Eel Pie Island
where the granddaughter appreciation society was meeting. But on the way to
the park we met some pirates. As you do in Twickenham.
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